Nothing Special

Hello all!
This part of the Whateverlution...is all about me. Call it an ongoing ever changing 'about the author' Dane Cook once said...A suicide note written by someone who is not suicidal is called an autobiography.

So what gives me the ability to speak out about the world? Why should anyone listen when I tell them about fitness, gaming, intellectual pursuits, the sociological ramifications of current world politics, and gummy worms?

Well that's something you're going to have to learn as you go. However if you want credentials, allow me to fill in a bit of my resume.

At 34 I have collected paychecks from over 30 different employers. I have built million dollar homes, I have driven a front end loader through mountains of trash, I've been to basic training and enjoyed some peace time national guard time, I've worked for restaurants, retail chains, and convenient stores and been a substitute teacher. However I have also spent over five years as a guard at a county jail AND 30 days as an inmate at a different county jail. (For CIVIL CONTEMPT-I couldn't afford to pay ALIMONY, and was subsequently put in jail, which caused me to lose my job with the Sheriff's Department)

My education involves an Associates degree, and 90 credits towards a BS in Mental Health and Human services, as well as a healthy interest in reference literature. School and I have never gotten along, I find it too rigid and constraining, I can learn more on my own.

The only things I know for sure...I've been pretty good at just about every job I've ever had. The closest to a job I actually liked was as a guard. I'm a people watcher and psychological dynamics fascinate me, plus I'm an adrenaline junkie and at the time thrived amidst the crazy fights, hangings, cut-ups etc etc. That being said I now have to pursue a different career, and this blog circle is part of it. It's a social and personal experiment. I know that everywhere I've gone, people tend to remember me. However despite being a quick learner, and intelligent and well-spoken, something seems to be holding me back. So I am now hoping to work from that into something here, maybe a job, maybe a career, maybe pocket money, time will tell.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Dreams and Mantric Determination

As the clock ticks past the 11:59 mark and midnight is upon me, I find myself looking inward.  I am not afraid at the moment, I am no angry, I do not feel beaten or held back.  I simply am.  The world careens around the sun, spinning and moving, it doesn't matter at what angle.  I have always been led to believe that I was a little bit smarter than the people around me.  This was fostered by teachers, parents, and occasionally looking around at what I considered to be foolishness amidst my peers.  I have never felt more humble or foolish than I do when I cannot for the life of me see a solution.  I can only see the paths that will make me happy in the moment.  So armed with little foresight, and no plan; I will walk forward while looking for the most meager measures of things with which to survive.  Any surplus will be put away for a time when there is no surplus.  I will leave no potential opportunity behind and will collect pennies towards the dollar that will someday be mine.  I need very little, but will take whatever I can get, the only thing I will not do is be lulled into the falsehood of working my way out of the pit.  I spent 20 years working as often and as hard as I could.  I didn't have many more options than I do now with next to nothing.  When I choose to apply myself to labor it will be to a specific end, of my choosing, by my rules...
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  1. whateverlutionaryOctober 15, 2011 at 7:33 AM

    I'm leaving the fast finger typo. Nothing like talking about being told you're smart while missing a letter and not noticing missing it while proof skimming! I am NO angry!!!! :)

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